"Find a place to lie down." Di Xiu's voice was always lazy, but he couldn't hear the joys and anger, which made Qin Shang unable to determine whether he was here to be the real person or just want to tease him.

Standing three steps away from the front of the bed, Qin Shang stopped moving forward and discussed with his master: "Master, my subordinates will take back yesterday's request. If you make a mistake, you can hit the palm of your hand--"

"I won't wait for the time being." Emperor Xiu raised his eyes and looked at him, "When will I allow you to bargain again and again?"

Qin Shang tightened his nerves, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes: "I don't dare."

Emperor Xiu stopped speaking and just looked at him silently, his eyes were always calm and unfathomable.

Qin Shang's mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about how to escape this disaster. It was not that he wanted to disobey, but... it was just...

It's so embarrassing.

Thanks to the fact that Emperor Cultivator was full of concentration, he could still remain calm when he looked at Qin Shang's helpless appearance.

But after all, I lived in my forties in my previous life. Why did I return to the age of seventeen and my temperament and mind turn back to the age of seventeen?

Emperor Xiu just looked at him, and he just watched him without saying anything.

Let him struggle to death.

Qin Shang struggled and felt that the air became quieter and colder, making his spine colder.

He raised his heavy right foot and moved forward a step forward. Then Qin Shang looked up weakly at Di Xiu: "I think... as the number one master of the Nine Pavilions, although my master wants me to die, I will not say I can't die. But if I fall to the point of being spanked by my master, it will be too shameless. Can the master...can it..."

"No." Emperor Xiu's tone was faint, but a smile flashed at the edge of his eyebrows, "I am limited in patience."

Qin Shang moaned.

The master is too sarcastic and too sarcastic, and he is too good at bullying people.

He refused to obey and must defend his dignity to the death.

Thinking of this, his whole body seemed to be filled with courage. He straightened his back and looked at the Emperor Xiu: "Sir can be killed--"

Emperor Xiu curled his lips.

Qin Shang suddenly became timid, his courage was shattered like a deflated ball, and he didn't even last for a moment. His voice was weak: "Or, it can be humiliated."

After turning around, Qin Shang walked to the screen and moved a large carved chair over.

The chair is solid wood and very heavy, but he is a martial arts practitioner, so it doesn't take much effort to move a chair.

Then he took a last look at Emperor Xiu, holding the last glimmer of hope, but what he saw was the calm face of his master Qinggui, his calm face, no desire or desire, and indifferent appearance.

Tsk.

Qin Shang whispered in his heart, and didn't know where he suddenly got such a bold person. He repeatedly whispered his master, but no matter how he complained, he still had to stumble down.

With his hands on the armrest of the chair, Qin Shang lowered his head like an ostrich, and his voice was soft: "Master, please be gentle, I will serve the master to take a shower at night."

Emperor Xiu looked at someone's gentle and accepting punishment and spoke slowly: "Take off your pants."

What?

Qin Shang jumped up, and the blush that had finally subsided and returned to his face again. He looked at Di Xiu with his eyes ignited: "Master, say... what are you talking about?"

Emperor Xiu's eyes were light.

No, impossible, absolutely impossible.

Qin Shang swallowed, the flush on his face had already burned to his ears. He had no extra energy to think about anything, and then...
Chapter completed!